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Winds that scatters

 When will the clouds disappear when will you see the sun once more, from the Far East to the nearest sea of south, begins a journey of no return and of no speed limit. Carried by the wind of the North into the midst of the Amazon, we have no direction, our hand folded as though in winter surprise of the outcome still confused of the journey. But we still move forward for more surprises outcome  the ego of not giving up keep us woke  and study  Till we get to our destination there’s no turning back….                                                 By kinsman
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 They are imprisoned in dark suits and air conditioned offices Alsatians ready at the door on the saliva carpeted floor. They spend their night in jet airlines would change them in mid air to show how much the dare Drunk from the vertigo of never catching their tails they never seem to know when not to bit their nails Their new addiction fortifies their livers they're getting there while the going is good they've no time for dreamers                                 Lost Friends                                                                               By Lenrie Peters
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